Of course I don’t talk about my birthday! No one my age would be so foolish. But this one was too good, I can’t help myself!
Watching Guy King play the blues at Buddy Guy was smooth and delicious, Cara and I agreed his happiness was outright contagious.
On Saturday we flew kites in the famous Chicago lakefront wind, with hundreds of others on Cricket Hill. Epic!
And on Sunday we ripped it up from downtown out to Northerly Island on the world’s most freewheeling Segway tour ever – our host was so cool and chill, the day was beautiful, and we covered miles jumping curbs and banking through fast turns. Whoo!
Thanks baby for the best weekend ever.
